After her shower, Sarah slipped into her lilac wrap-around dress, which had been purchased from Chelsea Girl in the summer. The last time she had worn it was for David, on the day of her second sexual awakening. It was when she had modelled for him under the old-fashioned security lamp and, importantly, accepted Clare into what had become a three-way relationship.  

Sarah examined the dress once again in the mirror, having never worn it without a bra or a jacket, and importantly, knickers. She knew she had to be careful not to expose herself, but the wicked thought of the risk of it sent a thrilling shiver down Sarah’s spine… She knew she wanted this.

“Do I look okay?”

“Delicious!” Liz replied. She had been watching Sarah's every move.

“You know, in this dress, I might end up flashing someone without underwear on,” Sarah questioned, unsure.

“That’s the idea, and I know you love it. When you are with me, I am going to show you off, even parade you.”

Though unanswered, a second, stronger pleasurable shiver went down Sarah’s spine, only stopping when it reached her pussy… She didn’t just want this. She needed to flaunt herself and act like the floozy Liz wanted her to be.

The still-naked Liz went over to Sarah and adjusted the dress top to make sure the tops of her breasts were almost exposed. “That’s better,” she whispered. “As I have already mentioned, I do want you to act like my floozy, look like you are available to have sex with other women… and, of course, when the time comes, my husband.”

Sarah smiled without answering—the idea was so naughty, so wicked, and so deliciously her!

Liz kissed Sarah, put on a bra, and picked up her matching bikini knickers. Then, with a playful thought and being aware that Sarah was watching her, Liz dropped the bikini knickers back into her case. She had decided to join the younger woman in going out commando.

It was with a smile that Liz walked to the wardrobe and unzipped the cover for the outfit she planned to wear tonight. Then, gracefully, she pulled the long emerald green Ralph Lauren dress over her head and down her slender body.

Sarah's eyes suddenly lit up. She was almost drooling as she took in the expensive dress.

With a fleeting glance at her girlfriend, Liz knew it was the dress that Sarah was looking at and not her body, but she wanted to have a little fun.

“So you think an old woman like me can’t go out without underwear on.”

Sarah spluttered, her mind reverting from the dress, “No, you look wonderfully hot, Liz… It’s your dress…”

“Is there something wrong with it?”

“No… You look stunning.”

Liz laughed.

“I’m teasing you, Sarah. I promise I will buy you a Ralph Lauren dress if we ever go to New York together.”

It hadn’t taken long for Liz to realise that Sarah had a weakness for all things shiny.

Over a fish meal and a bottle of fine white wine, Liz and Sarah discussed their lives, though the older woman’s eyes often glanced at the exposed upper globes of her younger girlfriend’s breasts.

Liz’s stare was something Sarah enjoyed, and it sent little reminders down to her bare pussy of how much she liked people, especially other women, looking at her curves.

With Liz paying for everything and the wine flowing, it wasn’t long before their conversation turned from the more mundane to something more intriguing, as Liz explained that she boarded at a private girl's school until she was eighteen. It was where she lost her virginity at seventeen to another girl, and by the time she left, she had slept with half of the girl’s hockey team.

It was a comment that made Sarah laugh, and then she realised Liz had been very promiscuous during her youth. It seemed, at Sarah’s age, that Liz’s sexual partner list was already way higher than hers. It was another reminder to Sarah that she wanted to increase the number of partners she had slept with.

With David’s approval, she wanted to match Clare's number.

Continuing, Liz explained that with some inherited money behind her, she chose to move to Bristol and buy a flat. That gave her independence and the chance to take more business-orientated college courses, which she paid for herself.

Liz told Sarah that in Bristol, it was the first time that she started going out with men, and for a while, she dated both sexes. But, although she enjoyed dating men, she preferred a woman's touch and eventually went back to exclusively seeing lesbian women.

From there, she attended university, had a series of girlfriends, and eventually earned two degrees: one in finance and the other in international business.

It was while studying for the latter degree that she met Derek, as he was also enrolled on the same course. They quickly became a couple and got married. As you know, he has never stopped me from seeing other women, but I do need him to be involved, as it is our rule if my girlfriends become regular lovers.

As Liz said this, Sarah knew what it meant for her. It was simple. If she wanted to keep seeing Liz, then she would have no choice but to get approval from David to have sex with her husband, Derek.

With Liz already knowing about the part of her history that Sarah was willing to share with her, they moved on to other subjects, Liz’s eyes often taking in the view of her younger girlfriend’s increasingly exposed breasts.

However, Sarah did let slip one additional detail when she told Liz that she planned to move into David's apartment in January. However, she would only move in if David asked her father for permission.

Then Sarah made Liz laugh by telling her she was only making David do this to prove he desired her enough, as Sarah already knew that she didn’t need her father’s approval.

With their meals finished, Liz and Sarah retired to the Velvet Lounge with a large glass of white wine in their hands. It was the first time that Sarah had been in the room since she had first arrived.

As Liz had promised, it felt cosy, with many of the leather armchairs and sofas now occupied. An open fire roared in the fireplace, and the lone Christmas tree seemed to have spurned a host of mini ones, each table now supporting a miniature version. However, what caught Sarah’s eye was the man playing relaxing background music on the piano.

Even without Liz telling her, Sarah knew it could only be Larry.

Intrigued, Sarah stopped and watched the tall, thin man with grey hair and a long, mischievous face play. She was captivated by his flamboyant way of stroking the piano keys, even though the tune coming out of the instrument was a quiet melody.

However, it wasn’t just that that grabbed Sarah’s attention; it was the way he was dressed in what she could only describe as a black and purple jester's jacket, even if it didn’t have the bells. Then there was his long, thin grey moustache, which curled up at each end in a similar flamboyant style to that in which he played the piano.

“Larry,” Sarah questionably whispered to Liz, seeking confirmation.

“Yes,” Liz replied as she escorted Sarah across the room, her hand now gently resting on her bottom. They ended up sitting on a leather sofa in the smoker’s area, opposite the Lee twins.  

“This is Sarah, my latest floozy, and a newbie here,” Liz announced as they sat down, Sarah feeling embarrassed at being called a floozy. However, her aroused pussy seemed to be enjoying the role she was now playing as she opened the dress to show off her long right leg and its gold anklet.

Liz kissed Sarah, and they snuggled up.

The twins introduced themselves as Maggie and Emily and then clarified that they were not twins, nor were they even sisters. That was Ronald’s and Larry’s little joke, and it had stuck after their first visit to the Velvet Lounge Hotel. They explained that they were a couple who just happened to have the same surname, Lee, and of course, neither of the hotel’s owners could let that go when they signed the hotel guest book.

Emily went on to explain, with her eyes hardly leaving Sarah’s exposed leg, that people thinking that they were sisters did have its advantages. With us being teachers living in a small village where people spend half their time observing you from behind the curtains, it was easier to just go along with the same ruse, as it stopped everyone from talking.

The ‘twins’ situation was one that Sarah immediately recognised, being similar to her own. However, it came as a surprise to Liz when her younger girlfriend chose to open up to the two older women.

With the help of the wine, Sarah told them that she also lived in a conservative village where being a lesbian just didn’t happen. Only when she drove over and stayed at Liz's could she relax and be her true self.

As Sarah continued telling her imaginative story, Liz watched on, inwardly smiling.

Though Sarah was not sexually attracted to the two older lesbians, she felt comfortable with them and was enjoying their eyes that seemed to be hungrily devouring her body.

The Velvet Lounge was a place where you talked, relaxed, and listened to Larry's soft melodies on the piano. Sarah was happy to let her dress top gape, showing the crowns of her breasts and revealing her long legs, just like Liz wanted her to do.

Liz suggested they smoke. Maggie and Emily had no objections, as they were smokers too. She then went on to tell the twins that she enjoyed watching her girlfriend smoke. It was her thing.

As Sarah sat there smoking, she crossed her legs, and in doing so, the split in her dress completely exposed her right leg and its gold anklet. That action gained a lot of attention from the two schoolteachers, who, between them, admitted that they were enjoying watching Sarah.  

It was all the encouragement Liz needed, as she then mentioned that Sarah enjoyed playing the part of her floozy, as it was so different from how she had to behave in her village. Then, with a hint of a smile, she told the twins that she was wearing the gold anklet for her, and it indicates that she regularly sleeps with other women.

Sarah wanted to correct Liz; it was David’s anklet, and she wore it only for him!

But she was so turned on, having three lesbian ladies openly ogling her as if she were a piece of meat. Instead of feeling uncomfortable, Sarah smiled and played along with her pussy, constantly reminding her just how much this type of talk aroused her.

Sensing that she was enjoying both the company and teasing Maggie and Emily, Liz kissed Sarah. As she did so, she ran her hand up her girlfriend’s thigh, slightly widening the dress slit and exposing more of Sarah’s luscious body.

Breaking apart, Liz suggested, “Sarah’s thing is to expose her desirable body to other lesbian ladies just like the two of you.”

“Only in private,” Sarah firmly injected, her hand coming down on Liz’s, stopping its journey.

Sarah was aware that Liz was once again challenging her boundaries, even though her suggestion was not far from the truth.

“We wouldn’t mind seeing a little more exposure,” Maggie and Emily replied in earnest. “We are not exclusive either, so we understand.”

Sarah nervously giggled, “Not here.”

However, as soon as Sarah released Liz’s hand, she felt it once again slide upwards, slipping under her dress hem. Her eyes widened, her mouth muffling a moan as the older lady's fingers briefly touched her now dripping pussy.

Once again, Sarah put her hand on her girlfriend’s and said, “Later, just not here.”

Liz smiled and announced, “Did you hear that, ladies? Later.”

Maggie and Emily picked up their glasses of wine and acknowledged Liz, while Sarah wondered what she had just let herself in for. However, whatever Liz suggested, she knew that she wasn’t going to be sleeping with either of the teachers, as they were way older than her mum.

It was sometime later that Ronald appeared in his smoker's jacket, saying hello to all the guests, including Liz and Sarah’s table. As he spoke to them, Ronald fiddled with a short fat cigar that he kept stubbing against the silver case it came from, but perhaps because he was talking so much, he never lit it.

With the Velvet Lounge lively and their table engaged in spirited conversation, Sarah hoped that the pink truth cushion wouldn’t be making an appearance. However, her assumption was wrong, as it appeared that newcomers received special treatment.

With Larry having stopped playing the piano, he and Ronald brought over the pink cushion and showed it to Sarah. Then they explained the rule: if they passed it to you, you needed to answer the accompanying question honestly and promptly.

Sarah suddenly felt nervous, though it was only their table playing, as the rest of the room seemed to be deep in their conversations.

Larry reassured her, “As you are still a virgin, we will go easy on you.”

The comment brought general tittering among the three sitting ladies, as the way Sarah was dressed and had acted made it obvious that she was anything but a virgin.

With a mischievous smile, Larry threw the cushion towards Sarah, and she caught it.

“What age were you when you first kissed another girl?”

“Sixteen.”

“See, it wasn’t so hard,” Larry reassured her as Sarah threw the cushion back.

It had been an effortless question to answer, and she knew it could have been a lot worse.

The pink cushion was then thrown to Liz, and she caught it, surprised.

“What is your favourite feature about Sarah’s body?”

Liz laughed, “Her breasts.”

“Not my personality,” Sarah injected, which brought a chuckle, which only increased as she then carefully wobbled her tits from side to side.

Satisfied, Ronald and Larry moved onto another table.

With the wine gone, Liz suggested retiring to their room, and Sarah agreed. She wanted to spend more time with her girlfriend.

“Ladies, Sarah and I are going to our room,” Liz announced to Maggie and Emily, who seemed disappointed until she added. “If you want to join us, I believe Sarah has something to show you.”

Liz looked towards her girlfriend, who was expressionless.  

Sarah was sitting there feeling both nervous and yet highly aroused. Though, silently, she vowed that all she was going to do was show a little skin, and it wouldn’t be a lot different from her nude modelling.

Yet, as they left the Velvet Lounge, it felt so much naughtier, Liz’s hand guiding Sarah to the stairs as it rested on her bottom. The two schoolteachers followed and watched the beautiful young blonde as she was paraded in front of them.

Sarah’s legs felt weaker with every step, Liz’s hand now gently massaging her bum and, in doing so, doing wonders to her dripping pussy. Then, as they turned to go up the second flight, she felt cool air between her legs, and she stopped. Liz had put her hand through the dress's slit and had raised it to show her bare bottom.

Liz leaned close and whispered to her girlfriend, “I want you to lift your dress to your waist and give Maggie and Emily a goodnight treat.”

“Are you sure?” Sarah quietly questioned as she checked the darkened corridor.

“Yes, and I want it lifted as high as you can. But don’t worry, as I’m not going to ask you to sleep with them. Tonight is all about us."

It was an intoxicating, warm shiver that ran through Sarah’s body as she lifted her skirt as high as the seven white buttons would allow. An inrush of cool air swept across her tight sexy bottom, delivering small carnal shivers directly to Sarah's already-drenched pussy.

Sarah looked up. It was just fifteen steps to the top floor, but the journey felt like a much longer one, as she could feel the two older lesbians' eyes cutting into her with each shaky step. As she climbed, Sarah so desperately wanted to turn around, show all, and let Maggie and Emily glimpse what they all knew they wanted to see.

Liz seemed to sense what her girlfriend was thinking, having been with similar women before. Smiling to herself, Liz knew that she was only steering Sarah to do things which she wanted to do. However, these were early days. Sarah had a lot of potential, and Liz did not want to scare her away. She liked Sarah but doubted that she would ever be as compliant as Daisy used to be.

When they reached their bedroom door, Liz told her girlfriend to drop her dress, and then she let all four women into their room. Sarah glanced at Liz as she thought the test was over, but it seemed, once again, that she was going to have her sexual boundaries pushed.

“Ladies,” Liz announced. “It is time for me to unwrap my girlfriend and to close what has been a delightful evening.”

Maggie and Emily agreed. They wanted to see all of Sarah, but they also hoped to be invited to spend the night in Liz and Sarah's bed.

Liz came up behind her younger girlfriend as she faced the older ladies. Maggie and Emily's eyes scanned the younger woman's body as Liz slowly undid the dress's seven white buttons. It felt to the watching ladies that the moment was the unveiling of the most perfect female form.

Sarah watched as Liz carefully undid the buttons, her skin now forming little expectation goosebumps, her pussy tingling with the eroticism of the situation… to be unveiled.

Then, with an audible groan, Sarah’s dress fell away and pooled around her ankles. As it did so, it revealed her body in all its glory; her nipples were hard and erect, her skin alive, waiting to be touched, and her bald pussy glistening, expecting to be devoured.

Maggie and Emily just gawked at the younger woman. There weren’t any words as Sarah stood there and then slowly rotated to make sure they had the full three-hundred-and-sixty-degree view of her naked body.

The silence was only broken when Sarah stepped out of her dress and giggled to Liz, “Aren’t you going to hang it up for me?”

She was thinking back to earlier in the day when she had to undress Liz.

Surprisingly, her older girlfriend did as asked but then instructed, “I think I have a photo of you dressed just like that with Maggie and Emily. Ladies, please conceal your faces to prevent recognition.

What followed was a series of three photos. The twins remained dressed in all of them, while Sarah had to be entirely naked. The first picture was of Sarah in the middle, with the twins on either side of her, their arms around one another.

In the second, the pose was very similar, but the older ladies were now each kissing Sarah’s cheek while their free hands each squeezed one of Sarah’s bare breasts.

However, it was the third photograph that had Sarah’s pussy juice flowing. To her, it felt like she was part of a porn shoot as she sat there on the end of the bed. With their faces covered, Maggie and Emily were sitting on either side of Sarah, holding her legs wide open while their hands pulled her cunt apart.

Like so many times before, Sarah was showing pink to the camera—to Liz, to Derek—though maybe not this time to her boyfriend. She felt in a daze as her deep blue eyes looked into the lens, her little voice telling her that this was too rude and too naughty to show him, that perhaps he wouldn’t understand!

With the final flash, the short photo session was over, and Liz nonchalantly stated, “Sarah, be a good girl and give Maggie and Emily a goodnight kiss.”

As they stood, the two schoolteachers looked at one another and suggested that they would like to stay and get to know Sarah a little better. However, Liz closed that down, telling the two ladies that she wanted the rest of the night to be about her and her girlfriend. But if they left their telephone number, she would phone them the next time Sarah was available.

It was a remark that had Sarah staring at Liz, thinking that she was not some sort of commodity, but her body was betraying her as she had never felt so alive. Without anyone even touching her, she knew she was on the verge of a climax.

Sarah’s mind was still racing as she kissed both ladies goodnight, and as their tongues found one another’s, each older lady took liberties with Sarah’s body. As Liz’s girlfriend alternatively snogged Maggie and Emily, the older lady's hands roamed around her young body.

Between them, they gently pushed Sarah against the wall by the door, Emily’s mouth dropping to lick Sarah’s right nipple, causing a moan to escape from the younger woman’s mouth.

The sound brought a brief stop to the proceedings as the two lesbians looked towards Sarah’s older girlfriend.

“You are both just warming her up for me,” Liz remarked with a smile.

Sarah opened her eyes and was surprised to see Liz was now naked and wearing her strap-on cock. In her hand was the camera; it was obvious that she had been taking photos of herself with the two older ladies.

“I think she is getting a bit overcooked," Maggie suggested. “I think we should leave now.”

With those words, the two ladies left, leaving their names and their telephone number.

“I need you, Liz,” Sarah said as she staggered over to her girlfriend and kissed her before bending over, her hands on the bed, her engorged cunt presenting itself to Liz.

There was one final flash, and then all Sarah felt was Liz’s long plastic phallus sinking into her. As it did so… Sarah just came!

*****

Ronald smiled and said, “You’re leaving us so soon,” as Liz passed him the room key.

“Unfortunately, we guests have to get back to reality, Ronald.”

“What about you, my lovely princess Sarah? Have you enjoyed your stay at the Velvet Lounge Hotel?”

“Yes, very much, Ronald,” she warmly replied, using his name for the first time.

“Here’s a card, my princess, so you know where we are if you once again need a room.”

Liz chuckled, but unlike yesterday, Sarah didn’t blush. She had learnt a lot in the last eighteen hours.

“I bear that in mind, but don’t I have to be a member?”

“If you want to become a member, I believe we can come up with a special arrangement about the annual fee for someone so young and so gorgeous.” Ronald leaned forward and whispered in Sarah’s ear. “For someone as charming and beautiful as you, it will be free.” Sarah beamed as he kissed her on the cheek and added. “I add your name to the membership list.”

“Thank you,” Sarah replied, though this time she couldn’t stop the blush, as Ronald had just won her over.

Liz, who had been watching and listening, laughed, “Sweet talk like that will win all the ladies' hearts.”

“I know; just don’t tell Larry,” he chuckled in reply.

Liz and Sarah said their goodbyes, turned, held hands, and, with the pastel suitcase being pulled behind them, walked out of the hotel's front door.

As they disappeared, Ronald muttered two little words, “Young love.”

Liz had packed her case away and got in her car. She turned to Sarah, “I guess it is back to reality, as it is time for me to get you back to David… Did you enjoy your stay here?”

“You know I did; I am now a member!”

Liz laughed, aware that Ronald had a fondness for attractive, youthful lesbian women.

“Well, before we go, perhaps we should celebrate. How about stripping off again, just like you did when we arrived here?”

Sarah looked at her older girlfriend, wondering if she was serious. She felt Liz's hand graze her bare leg before it crept up onto her thigh.

“As Ronald just stated, you are beautiful, Sarah. So, why not show your beauty off to everyone once again?”

Liz leaned across and started to kiss Sarah. As instructed, her girlfriend was not wearing any panties, Liz’s fingers soon finding Sarah’s moist folds.

"You know you want to do this,” the older lady whispered as, almost on impulse, her blonde girlfriend opened her legs.

“Come on; let’s see that naked body once again.”

Sarah’s eyes scanned around the currently full hotel car park as she wondered if she could do it once again. This time, it felt riskier; other guests would soon be leaving the hotel.  

“I can’t, Liz; it's too risky and, like those cigarettes, too addictive.”

“Are you sure?”

Sarah's gaze scanned the surroundings once more while Liz's fingers began to work their magic between her spread legs. As the tingling in her pussy returned, a little voice whispered, "You need to do this." She undid her wide black belt and dropped it in the Porsche’s footwell, just like she did yesterday. Her hands gripped the hem of her dress and lifted it higher.

“You want me to do this?”

Liz smiled. “Sarah, it is up to you.”

Then her blonde girlfriend felt an emptiness as Liz withdrew her fingers and started the car.

“What are you doing?”

Chuckling to herself, Liz slowly pulled away. Sarah’s dress was around her waist, and anyone looking in the car would have seen her bare pussy.

“You're right, it was too risky,” Liz chuckled, as they turned out of town, her girlfriend rapidly making herself decent.

“Am I that easy?” A now-dressed Sarah questioned a few miles later.

“No, not really… Both of us know you like to flaunt your body, and I admit that I like watching you do it.

“I am turning into a slut…”

Liz laughed, “I don’t think so. You are just being yourself. Remember, you have only slept with me. However, I am confident that the Lee twins would have joined us if we had extended an invitation to them. They could not keep their eyes and hands off your body.”

“I know, though I enjoyed that!”

“I did as well, and I can honestly say that it will be one thing I do in the future. Like last night, asking you to expose yourself, sometimes in front of other women… And just maybe, like we could have done with Maggie and Emily, end up indulging in sex with multiple female partners.”

Sarah looked out of the side window, thinking about it, feeling her pussy tingle at the naughty thought.

“That excites you, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, I don’t know why… I guess I’m a tart.”

Liz laughed, “I guess you are!”

Sarah chuckled too, though her mind was racing, thinking about the exciting sex they had last night after Maggie and Emily had left them. However, perhaps the hardest part would be telling David about her sexuality. How deeply sexually attracted she was to other women and to particularly someone like Liz.

Liz then added, “Now that you are a member, there is something else I should mention about the Velvet Lounge Hotel. While it is known to be a place where like-minded couples meet to talk, as I already mentioned. It is also known as a place to meet compatible couples to swap partners and have sex. That is why I knew straight away that Maggie and Emily were interested in you and would be happy to play along with any games we played.”

“You seemed to have forgotten to tell me about that,” Sarah replied. “I have to ask, is this something you and Daisy used to do, play with other lesbians?”

“Absolutely, and a lot more, but now I need to get you home. I have children and a husband waiting for me, and remember, he has a few photographs to develop.”

"Don't send the pictures of me smoking or holding that sign to David."

“What about the photos with the Lee twins?”

Sarah went quiet, thinking, her eyes briefly drifting to look out of the side window.

“It would feel like I’m cheating on him if he didn’t see them, but could you just send them after the New Year, as I feel this is all a little new, even raw. We just need a little time, though I believe David will probably enjoy them. Then, ask me if we had sex. He still goes on about Greta and how I let her go down on me, having just met her—you know, Liz, you really are turning me gay!”

It was Liz’s turn to laugh. “Don’t you miss your boyfriend?”

“Yes, especially now as we get closer to home, he will want to reclaim me and then hear all about what happened between us.”

“And you will tell him?”

“Mostly, I am not going to mention the smoking or Derek’s sign. As for the Lee twins, that, like fucking your husband, it will be a work in progress.”

Liz chuckled, “That’s quite a lot you are not telling him.”

“I know, Liz, but he doesn’t need to know everything. What I do know is that I love David, and I am lucky to have him.

To be clear, Liz, my reward for letting him have a second girlfriend is this sexual freedom I now have and, maybe more importantly, the cover he gives me so my family will not find out about me being bisexual and now exploring my sexuality.

If it wasn’t for him, we would never have got together. I am not sure any other boyfriend would do that, and for me, that's what makes him special.”

“I get it, Sarah. It took me a while to understand my sexuality and even longer to find Derek. He was an unexpected awakening for me.  

Sarah, there is one thing I have been holding back on, as I didn’t want it to spoil our weekend.”

“What’s that?”

“Apart from wanting to see you again, Sarah, there was a second reason why I had to rearrange my schedule to see you so quickly. I am off to the USA at the end of next week, first working in New York at the corporate headquarters of the company I work for. Then, I will go to Connecticut to stay with Derek’s family for Christmas. He is flying over with the children as soon as they finish school."

“So you will be back in January?”

"At the end of the month, I have to return to New York for a few weeks in the New Year. Can you wait that long before seeing me again?”

“Just!” Sarah responded, "Though, I guess, it does allow me a little more time to win David over, as I do want a relationship with you, Liz."

Not just us fucking; more like something similar to last night, and if David gives it the nod, it can include your husband and Rome, Madrid… and, of course, Paris. Did you know I was learning the language?”

Liz started laughing. Though she didn’t know about Sarah learning French, it was one of many things she still had to learn about her new blonde girlfriend.

It was another thirty minutes before they found themselves pulling up outside David's two-bedroom flat. Liz didn’t bother turning the engine off, knowing Sarah didn’t want her to linger there long.

“Liz, would you look after these cigarettes for me until next time, as they are a bit like you—too addictive. I only want to smoke them when you are round.”

The older lady took them without a word, knowing that was an issue she had herself.

“Remember, Sarah, be true to yourself and don’t forget to work on David about Derek. You can come and visit our Cotswold House…”

“And visit you in Rome, Madrid, and Paris.”

With a smile, the two ladies kissed briefly before Sarah got out of the car and looked up at David’s flat windows. She caught a fleeting glimpse of him peering out the same window from which she had been waiting for Liz's Porsche to arrive.

Sarah was happy and looking forward to seeing her boyfriend. Her last words, as she turned her key in the front door lock, were a whispered, “Be true to yourself."

Additional Author’s Note: If you want to know what happens when Sarah enters David’s flat, you can read “The Three of Us” – Chapter 25 – “Tears of Joy; Tears of Sadness” as it picks up where this story finishes.

Author's Note: All characters engaged in sexual acts are 18+ ©2025 wxt55uk. This story may not be reproduced in any manner without the express permission of the author.